to sides a sensitivity is rocking
nudging the undecided conscience
which way to direct the faith
in the truth where the case is ruling
whether where it is touching
hand of the Providence
the mind only demands the thoroughness
inducing to logic - doesn't permit
in order that even in the moment,
the vanity replace it.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Very good. There it is possible to write next, equally good, not to say better, exploiting the knowledge of psychology. think about it :)